Shel Silverstein

(September 25, 1930 – May 10, 1999 / Chicago/ Illinois)

Boa Constrictor - Poem by Shel Silverstein

Oh, I'm being eaten
By a boa constrictor,
A boa constrictor,
A boa constrictor,
I'm being eaten by a boa constrictor,
And I don't like it--one bit.
Well, what do you know?
It's nibblin' my toe.
Oh, gee,
It's up to my knee.
Oh my,
It's up to my thigh.
Oh, fiddle,
It's up to my middle.
Oh, heck,
It's up to my neck.
Oh, dread,
It's upmmmmmmmmmmffffffffff . . .

Comments about Boa Constrictor by Shel Silverstein

  • Amanda Epps (10/23/2016 1:40:00 AM)

    This is my favorite poem (Report) Reply

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  • (5/26/2012 10:29:00 PM)

    Funny and simple. It's great. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 6, 2010

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